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unrequited love, duh

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sweet gum

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another oldie

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I wouldn’t post a pic of the outside without an inside shot. that would be no fun at all.

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this is a journal I kept when I lived in NYC, mid-nineties. cover art by jim krewson, my favorite artist. sticker placed by me.

I am so slow to start on the journal thing that I’m posting old journals to make up for the vapid-ness of me currently. please be patient with me.

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technical notes

if you want to see the pages in zoom mode, click on them in your browser.

If you are on a desk- or laptop, you should see an enlarged and zoomable photo.

If you are on a mobile device, you should get to a version of where you can pinch to zoom.

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these pages will all be in order

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so you know what it looks like on the outside

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this is a journal

instead of writing a journal here, I’ll be posting photos from a paper and pencil journal that I’m keeping now. 

my thing is: it’s been a long time since I’ve tapped into the freely creative side of myself and I miss it. it’s scary to think of what will come out. someone told me recently that everything I want is on the other side of fear. that’s probably true. I’ll be doing my best to “keep it real.” you know, not just writing the good stuff. it’s about all the stuff. 

read on to find out what I’m afraid of. pass it on to people who want to come along for the ride, or who like to be voyeurs. follow along to see where I end up!

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um, one item per day? guess I haven’t done that.

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our puritan roots are showing. I like knowing that it shows up in the data--even though I hate the fact that people think it takes believing in god to be moral.

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walking to work today, I was thinking about celine & julie go boating. I think I need to watch it again (jacques rivette, early or mid 1970′s).